Lyrics:

[Intro:]
As I wait for Atonement
Trapped in the heat of the moment
Feelin' like I can't control it
As I wait for Atonement
Trapped in the heat of the moment.

[Black Thought:]
Uh-huh, feelin' the steam from the cauldron
With tension runnin' deep as the ocean
Many are called, but so few are chosen
As I go through the motions, of medication uppin' my dosage
Bangin' Earth Wind Fire "Devotion" as I admire the focus
Takin' the city with a grain of salt
Where they tastin' foul, chase it down, with the latest malt liquor
Roll hit it, knife did it, hope you got some smarts wit' you
Hope you got some heart it ain't no stoppin' when it start nigga
Feel somethin' bigger got a hold on me
I ain't trippin' not a Bobby Brown lippin' with my nose runnin'
Basically I had 2, options I just chose 1
then got ghost, like my picture was on a most wanted
Coast to coast, from L.A. to Chicago
Now I'm faced, with the weight of survival, plus the taste
From the way I been lied to while the preacherman spittin' his gospel
I can win if I try to.

As I wait for Atonement
Trapped in the heat of the moment
Feelin' like I can't control it
As I wait for Atonement
Trapped in the heat of the moment.